Wall Posts: Gertrude 11:23 PM: so you like my son huh??? i see......pop quiz! what
would you do if your husband (say it is my son) died: remain a widow or
remarry??? Gertrude 7:04PM: how dare you insignificant
creature to break my son's heart! Polonius wrote at 10:24 pm:
Thank you for ignoring all of hamlets letters! He's gone crazy with
love, and this could be dangerous.
Love you too<3
P.S. I'm only thinking of what's best! Gertrude 5:56 pM: Calm down??? u wanna me to calm down???
my son is going crazy, and u still wanna be to come down???
what is wrong w/ u!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Hamlet at 7:37 P.M. : Oh, my dear Ophelia! You must understand my love! You must understand my state of mind these days! My father's sudden death and my mother's sudden marraige! You must understand! And on top of that, I feel your father's hatred towards me. I cannot stand his hatred and I cannot stand that he stops you from seeing me! You must understand my dear, most beautiful Ophelia!
P.S. You looked mad hot the other day. Actually, hot doesn't describe anything. Ya looked sizzlin' babe<3. You might be wondering where I saw you. I saw you out in the fields from my window ;) Gertrude 7:37PM: u little #$@%! look what u did to my relationship with my dear son Hamlet!!
u have turned my own son against me. u will pay for what u did to him!! u will rue the day!! I say! Rosencrantz and Guildenstern at 7:50 AM: We are very sorry to inform you that Hamlet has killed your father. Does that qualify him as mad? Personally, we found him quite annoying. Oh well. However we are happy to tell you that we think he still loves you even though he hasn't showjn it as of late. Does that feel better? No? Darn. Gertrude 5:28PM: poor girl, died at such an early age! But seriously...the rope that u used to hang urself snapped and u fell in the water and drowned??? What the buck? Hamlet at 1:00A.M. : Oh, we're gonna be havin' some fun in the afterlifee babyy ;) Can't wait!<3 Rosencrantz and Guildenstern at 11:49 PM: We like how you have no manners and completely ruined the entire story for us even though we lived through it and stuff. Gertrude 4:14 pm: I will see u at where dead ppl meet....maybe we can hold a ghostly wedding there for u and Hamlet. and u get to be Corpse Bride :) Polonius wrote at 6:46 pm:
I am so sad that you killed yourself, but I will at least be with you now<33 Rosencrantz and Guildenstern at 12:31 A.M.: We liked how you spelled banned wrong on our page.
Profile: Hi, I'm Ophelia. I'm the daughter of the councillor to King Claudius, Polonius, and sister of Laertes. I'm a decent girl who is loyal to and loves her family a lot.
Character Bio:
"O, woe is me
T’ have seen what I have seen, see what I see!"
I have witnessed the intense powers and dire consequences of personal greed and mad desires to cause others harm. After all has been said and done, I learned tis better if we don't get caught in the heat of the moment, but rather, think thoroughly before acting out rashly.
I admire her boldness in loving whoever she wants to.
Jane Bennet
Like she, I have experienced a time of heartbreak. =(
Hilary Clinton
I admire her strength and how she endured after her husband cheated on her.
The Real Mean Girls: 15-Year-Old Girl Commits Suicide After Intense Bullying
Phoebe Prince
I can understand her deep woes. I, too, have lost it because of the overwhelming sadness.
Notes
Act I
So, I’m in a dilemma.
There’s a guy who likes me, and he’s, well, kind of sweet. He hasn’t done me any wrong yet, and has only shown great affection for me. I do sort of like this treatment. I’m not sure if I really like him, but he seems to be decent--he is the Prince of Denmark after all!
But, the problem is my daddy and brother are pretty much saying I shouldn’t be with Hamlet. They say that he is in a disturbed state of mind, and that he may be in that phase of every young man’s life in which they only care about lust. It’s like they don’t trust his affections for me! Still, they do love me very much, and they only look out for me; if anything, they just don’t want me to get hurt. Daddy says I shouldn’t really speak to Hamlet anymore…
Should I listen to their warnings and advice? I guess I should for now. One can never be too sure. Oh, love! Why must you be so complicated?
"Do not, as some ungracious pastors do,/Show me the steep and thorny way to heaven,/Whiles, (like) a puffed and reckless libertine,/Himself the primrose path of dalliance treads/And recks not his own rede." (Act.I, sc.3,51-55) Act II
Oh dear! I’m afraid Hamlet is going through some hard times now. His state of mind is making him act incredibly awkward. Just today, he came up to me in a disheveled appearance and held me for some time, sighing, before leaving in an uncoordinated manner. To be honest, it really freaked me out.
I, of course, told my daddy, who then asked if I did as he told—to stay away from Hamlet. And I had. I failed to reply to all of his letters and rejected his requests to see me. I did show daddy these letters, as I should let my daddy know what is going on. He saw this as a plausible reason for Hamlet’s current madness. So, he went to inform the King. I just hope all goes well from there. After all, daddy always knows best.
“O, my lord, my lord, I have been so affrighted!” (Act 2, sc.1, 85)
Act III
I know my daddy and wise brother had told me not to get so swept up by Hamlet’s previous shows of affection, but it’s so hard to do when they are so sweet and, well, beautiful. But now, I see I was mistaken. Now that I have finally been able to talk to Hamlet (I don’t know why, but I had been dying to return his feelings), I tried to say so.
But, for some reason, he was really cold when he was talking to me. I couldn’t believe it at first—how could this sweet, young man suddenly speak in such a keen manner to me? He even told me I should enter a nunnery! It hurt. It truly did. Not only that, but he started talking dirty to me; this was completely contrary to his previous mature and very appropriate letters. I don’t know if something is affecting him, or if it’s me that had done something wrong. I really don’t know anymore!
Dear, dear Hamlet is breaking my heart. Oh, how I just wish he would go back to how he was before!
“O, what a noble mind is here o’erthrown!/The courtier’s, soldier’s, scholar’s eye, tongue,/sword,/Th’ expectancy and rose of the fair state,/The glass of fashion and the mold of form,/Th’ observed of all observers, quite, quite down!/And I, of ladies most dejected and wretched,/That sucked the honey of his musicked vows,/Now see that noble and most sovereign reason, Like sweet bells jangled, out of time and harsh;/That unmatched form and stature of blown youth/Blasted with ecstasy. O, woe is me/T’ have seen what I have seen, see what I see!” (Act 3, sc.1, 163-175)
Act IV Oh, woe is me! Woe is me! My life is over! What else do I have to live for? My daddy, gone. Hamlet, gone. Laertes, away. Oh, for goodness sake! What am I to do? My mind…reason—lost. What else is there to do but sing in song? Oh, music, you are the words I cannot find to speak; hymns, you are the thoughts and feelings I feel. What more can I say, but lines and verses? Everything is tearing me apart. I know not how I can cope with all this. Song is my only solace.
First Hamlet breaks my heart. He lured me in, like a fisherman casting bait, then rejected me and threw me back into the water. How pitiful.How sad. Then, I discover my daddy is dead. He’s gone. I loved him so much, and he was always there for me, looking out for me. Why, why did it have to happen? And now, the only one I can turn to is Laertes, but only God knows why this must happen when he is in France! Why—at a time like this?
Oddly enough, I had a dream—I was in the castle and talking to King Claudius and Laertes. And they wanted me to sing, so I did! I sang hymns and described what I knew of flowers and their meanings—oh, flowers are so beautiful!—and symbols. I showed them what an intelligent woman I was, I did! Then, off to the willow trees I went, and made a beautiful loop made of willow garlands, crowflowers, nettles, daisies, and orchids—oh what a pretty sight it was! Suddenly, there was water washing in and out of my ears, then the cool wetness engulfed me. I sang hymns joyously, as I couldn’t think of the words to describe how I felt at the time, the feeling of being free—soon to be free! Everything happened automatically; I didn’t think. It was like a dream, it must have been, because I feel like I’m floating, drifting, free. Perhaps. I don’t know for sure. I don’t know.
“There’s rosemary, that’s for remembrance./Pray you, love, remember. And there is pansies,/that’s for thoughts.” (Act IV sc.5, 199-201)
Act V
So, I am dead. But, that is better then, yes? Now I can be with Daddy, and after witnessing today’s ordeal, have more people—or souls—to join me. Turns out Hamlet did love me after all! He jumped into my grave and did confess his love for me. Only how he acted before was so sketchy and confusing…oh, men.
I feel more conscious now. I know what is going on and why. King Claudius is an evil man. He’s the one who brought along the deaths—purposefully or not, he indirectly caused them anyway—of my daddy and Laertes! And Hamlet and Queen Gertrude for that matter. Rosencrantz and Guildstern, too! What a mess he made! Tsk, tsk. What a naughty man you have been, King Claudius. Your poisons have finally turned against you, only it took down more individuals than you had wished for. Such carelessness. It’s what you get for tempting my daddy to spy on Hamlet; Laertes to kill Hamlet. Now you’ve lost your wife, your nephew, your peoples…And Fortinbras lives to be King; your legacy hasn’t continued at all. He knew your consequences: “This quarry cries on havoc. O proud Death,/What feast is toward in thine eternal cell/That thou so many princes at a shot/So bloodily hast struck?” (Act V sc.2, 403-406)
You, Claudius, deserved that short time being King; if it were longer, the world might as well have been killed along with you.
Alas, Daddy, brother, Hamlet, I may be with you forever and ever.
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TAYLOR SWIFT - Love Story (HD OFFICIAL MUSIC VIDEO) Comment: Ophelia 9:58pm
I love this song...It's like, the story of my life! I can totally relate to the lyrics.
ANGELINA JOLIE HAD AN AFFAIR WITH ETHAN HAWKE — WHILE HE WAS STILL MARRIED TO UMA THURMAN — REPORT Comment: Ophelia 10:40pm
It's such a shame to see marriages and families being broken by affairs.
Family is the most important part of anyone's life! It's family who will be there
when you need them most, and it's family you can count on for having your back.
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Status:
Idk what's worse: that I tried to commit suicide, or that I tried and totally failed, but ended up dying anyway.
Oh well. MLIA.
Gertrude 11:23 PM: so you like my son huh??? i see......pop quiz! what
would you do if your husband (say it is my son) died: remain a widow or
remarry???
Gertrude 7:04PM: how dare you insignificant
creature to break my son's heart!
Polonius wrote at 10:24 pm:
Thank you for ignoring all of hamlets letters! He's gone crazy with
love, and this could be dangerous.
Love you too<3
P.S. I'm only thinking of what's best!
Gertrude 5:56 pM: Calm down??? u wanna me to calm down???
my son is going crazy, and u still wanna be to come down???
what is wrong w/ u!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Hamlet at 7:37 P.M. : Oh, my dear Ophelia! You must understand my love! You must understand my state of mind these days! My father's sudden death and my mother's sudden marraige! You must understand! And on top of that, I feel your father's hatred towards me. I cannot stand his hatred and I cannot stand that he stops you from seeing me! You must understand my dear, most beautiful Ophelia!
P.S. You looked mad hot the other day. Actually, hot doesn't describe anything. Ya looked sizzlin' babe<3. You might be wondering where I saw you. I saw you out in the fields from my window ;)
Gertrude 7:37PM: u little #$@%! look what u did to my relationship with my dear son Hamlet!!
u have turned my own son against me. u will pay for what u did to him!! u will rue the day!! I say!
Rosencrantz and Guildenstern at 7:50 AM: We are very sorry to inform you that Hamlet has killed your father. Does that qualify him as mad? Personally, we found him quite annoying. Oh well. However we are happy to tell you that we think he still loves you even though he hasn't showjn it as of late. Does that feel better? No? Darn.
Gertrude 5:28PM: poor girl, died at such an early age! But seriously...the rope that u used to hang urself snapped and u fell in the water and drowned??? What the buck?
Hamlet at 1:00A.M. : Oh, we're gonna be havin' some fun in the afterlifee babyy ;) Can't wait!<3
Rosencrantz and Guildenstern at 11:49 PM: We like how you have no manners and completely ruined the entire story for us even though we lived through it and stuff.
Gertrude 4:14 pm: I will see u at where dead ppl meet....maybe we can hold a ghostly wedding there for u and Hamlet. and u get to be Corpse Bride :)
Polonius wrote at 6:46 pm:
I am so sad that you killed yourself, but I will at least be with you now<33
Rosencrantz and Guildenstern at 12:31 A.M.: We liked how you spelled banned wrong on our page.
Hi, I'm Ophelia. I'm the daughter of the councillor to King Claudius, Polonius, and sister of Laertes. I'm a decent girl who is loyal to and loves her family a lot.
Character Bio:
"O, woe is me
T’ have seen what I have seen, see what I see!"
I have witnessed the intense powers and dire consequences of personal greed and mad desires to cause others harm. After all has been said and done, I learned tis better if we don't get caught in the heat of the moment, but rather, think thoroughly before acting out rashly.
The Royal Palace
Denmark
Daughter of Polonius
It's complicated
Act I
So, I’m in a dilemma.
There’s a guy who likes me, and he’s, well, kind of sweet. He hasn’t done me any wrong yet, and has only shown great affection for me. I do sort of like this treatment. I’m not sure if I really like him, but he seems to be decent--he is the Prince of Denmark after all!
But, the problem is my daddy and brother are pretty much saying I shouldn’t be with Hamlet. They say that he is in a disturbed state of mind, and that he may be in that phase of every young man’s life in which they only care about lust. It’s like they don’t trust his affections for me! Still, they do love me very much, and they only look out for me; if anything, they just don’t want me to get hurt. Daddy says I shouldn’t really speak to Hamlet anymore…
Should I listen to their warnings and advice? I guess I should for now. One can never be too sure. Oh, love! Why must you be so complicated?
"Do not, as some ungracious pastors do,/Show me the steep and thorny way to heaven,/Whiles, (like) a puffed and reckless libertine,/Himself the primrose path of dalliance treads/And recks not his own rede." (Act.I, sc.3,51-55)
Act II
Oh dear! I’m afraid Hamlet is going through some hard times now. His state of mind is making him act incredibly awkward. Just today, he came up to me in a disheveled appearance and held me for some time, sighing, before leaving in an uncoordinated manner. To be honest, it really freaked me out.
I, of course, told my daddy, who then asked if I did as he told—to stay away from Hamlet. And I had. I failed to reply to all of his letters and rejected his requests to see me. I did show daddy these letters, as I should let my daddy know what is going on. He saw this as a plausible reason for Hamlet’s current madness. So, he went to inform the King. I just hope all goes well from there. After all, daddy always knows best.
“O, my lord, my lord, I have been so affrighted!” (Act 2, sc.1, 85)
Act III
I know my daddy and wise brother had told me not to get so swept up by Hamlet’s previous shows of affection, but it’s so hard to do when they are so sweet and, well, beautiful. But now, I see I was mistaken. Now that I have finally been able to talk to Hamlet (I don’t know why, but I had been dying to return his feelings), I tried to say so.
But, for some reason, he was really cold when he was talking to me. I couldn’t believe it at first—how could this sweet, young man suddenly speak in such a keen manner to me? He even told me I should enter a nunnery! It hurt. It truly did. Not only that, but he started talking dirty to me; this was completely contrary to his previous mature and very appropriate letters. I don’t know if something is affecting him, or if it’s me that had done something wrong. I really don’t know anymore!
Dear, dear Hamlet is breaking my heart. Oh, how I just wish he would go back to how he was before!
“O, what a noble mind is here o’erthrown!/The courtier’s, soldier’s, scholar’s eye, tongue,/sword,/Th’ expectancy and rose of the fair state,/The glass of fashion and the mold of form,/Th’ observed of all observers, quite, quite down!/And I, of ladies most dejected and wretched,/That sucked the honey of his musicked vows,/Now see that noble and most sovereign reason, Like sweet bells jangled, out of time and harsh;/That unmatched form and stature of blown youth/Blasted with ecstasy. O, woe is me/T’ have seen what I have seen, see what I see!” (Act 3, sc.1, 163-175)
Act IV
Oh, woe is me! Woe is me! My life is over! What else do I have to live for? My daddy, gone. Hamlet, gone. Laertes, away. Oh, for goodness sake! What am I to do? My mind…reason—lost. What else is there to do but sing in song? Oh, music, you are the words I cannot find to speak; hymns, you are the thoughts and feelings I feel. What more can I say, but lines and verses? Everything is tearing me apart. I know not how I can cope with all this. Song is my only solace.
First Hamlet breaks my heart. He lured me in, like a fisherman casting bait, then rejected me and threw me back into the water. How pitiful.How sad. Then, I discover my daddy is dead. He’s gone. I loved him so much, and he was always there for me, looking out for me. Why, why did it have to happen? And now, the only one I can turn to is Laertes, but only God knows why this must happen when he is in France! Why—at a time like this?
Oddly enough, I had a dream—I was in the castle and talking to King Claudius and Laertes. And they wanted me to sing, so I did! I sang hymns and described what I knew of flowers and their meanings—oh, flowers are so beautiful!—and symbols. I showed them what an intelligent woman I was, I did! Then, off to the willow trees I went, and made a beautiful loop made of willow garlands, crowflowers, nettles, daisies, and orchids—oh what a pretty sight it was! Suddenly, there was water washing in and out of my ears, then the cool wetness engulfed me. I sang hymns joyously, as I couldn’t think of the words to describe how I felt at the time, the feeling of being free—soon to be free! Everything happened automatically; I didn’t think. It was like a dream, it must have been, because I feel like I’m floating, drifting, free. Perhaps. I don’t know for sure. I don’t know.
“There’s rosemary, that’s for remembrance./Pray you, love, remember. And there is pansies,/that’s for thoughts.” (Act IV sc.5, 199-201)
Act V
So, I am dead. But, that is better then, yes? Now I can be with Daddy, and after witnessing today’s ordeal, have more people—or souls—to join me. Turns out Hamlet did love me after all! He jumped into my grave and did confess his love for me. Only how he acted before was so sketchy and confusing…oh, men.
I feel more conscious now. I know what is going on and why. King Claudius is an evil man. He’s the one who brought along the deaths—purposefully or not, he indirectly caused them anyway—of my daddy and Laertes! And Hamlet and Queen Gertrude for that matter. Rosencrantz and Guildstern, too! What a mess he made! Tsk, tsk. What a naughty man you have been, King Claudius. Your poisons have finally turned against you, only it took down more individuals than you had wished for. Such carelessness. It’s what you get for tempting my daddy to spy on Hamlet; Laertes to kill Hamlet. Now you’ve lost your wife, your nephew, your peoples…And Fortinbras lives to be King; your legacy hasn’t continued at all. He knew your consequences: “This quarry cries on havoc. O proud Death,/What feast is toward in thine eternal cell/That thou so many princes at a shot/So bloodily hast struck?” (Act V sc.2, 403-406)
You, Claudius, deserved that short time being King; if it were longer, the world might as well have been killed along with you.
Alas, Daddy, brother, Hamlet, I may be with you forever and ever.
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TAYLOR SWIFT - Love Story (HD OFFICIAL MUSIC VIDEO)
Comment:
I love this song...It's like, the story of my life! I can totally relate to the lyrics.
Comment:
I am simply amazed by how Sandra snapped back after her broken relationship. Good for her!
I hope I can recuperate as well. Oh, Hamlet...
Comment:
It's such a shame to see marriages and families being broken by affairs.
Family is the most important part of anyone's life! It's family who will be there
when you need them most, and it's family you can count on for having your back.
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Love Story video: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0oYkZs4yR2o
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Phoebe pic: http://www.care2.com/causes/womens-rights/blog/the-real-mean-girls-15-year-old-girl-commits-suicide-after-intense-bullying/
The Princess Diaries pic: http://i302.photobucket.com/albums/nn110/olympicchick08/LiveJournal/Books/PrincessDiaries.jpg
Dr.Phil pic: http://mommasunshine.files.wordpress.com/2009/09/dr_phil_mcgraw1.jpg
Family Feud pic: http://www.getzsome.com/picts/FamilyFeud1.jpg
The Great Gatsby pic: http://bioinfo.mbb.yale.edu/~mbg/dom/fun3/great-gatsby/
Angelina Jolie article: http://www.showbizspy.com/article/206145/angelina-jolie-had-an-affair-with-ethan-hawke-while-he-was-still-married-to-uma-thurman-report-claims.html